I Married the Beautiful Female Protagonist In Order To Survive

29. I excel at being sarcastic

Just as I thought: the next day, Nilu’s fairies found me with faces full of suspicion. They surely hadn’t found any information about me, about this “Painter,” and aside from knowing I was a man, they probably knew nothing else . However… since their master favored me, they had no choice.

Just like that, I officially became the painter of the scroll for Nilu, the queen of the fairies, who belongs to the “protagonist” of this “era” of the Rodmar Empire.

At this moment, Nilu’s script is a blank slate, and I will begin recording from this moment, writing Nilu’s script from the very beginning, without bias or favoritism, as the only way to save her. Moreover, from now on, I will no longer use the power of the script, because Nilu once told me: the more this power is used, the closer danger approaches. Perhaps… the “Order Fairy” in “this era” will gradually find my whereabouts.

I plan to be just an ordinary person, a “painter” in the literal sense—someone who does not exist.

History begins to record, although at first… it was not so smooth.

After all, Nilu’s fairies could not dispel their doubts about a “painter” who had no “identity.”

On the first day of recording, I spent it in the “death script.”

At this moment, in Nilu’s room, I wanted to start recording every move, but… the chaotic fairy Claudilus, who is closest to Nilu and certainly the most suspicious of me, would not let me off easily.

“Master, we found nothing about this painter.”

In simpler terms: she wants to kill me. As soon as Nilu hesitates, she will probably act immediately.

“Whether it’s background, experience, identity, or ability, we don’t even know how he came to the Empire.”

Suspicious glances were cast my way, but I really had no mood to deal with this fairy.

“Master, he doesn’t even have an explanation. How can we trust someone like this?”

“Chaotic fairy, didn’t I say it before? I am just the ‘painter’ who records the queen’s history, a person who does not exist.”

I did not stop my actions, recording Nilu’s every move on the script, then took a moment to address the chaotic fairy, “Since I am a non-existent person, it is correct that you find nothing.”

“How dare a human like an ant be so glib!?”

I didn’t even step back, because at that moment, Nilu had already waved her hand to stop her fairy’s actions. Just as I remembered her, Nilu would not easily go back on what she accepted.

“Stop it, don’t make me repeat myself. The painter is ‘non-existent’ now.”

Naturally, the fairies must obey the master’s orders, so after giving me a “you wait” look, Claudilus left with an unhappy expression, and I had passed the first hurdle.

The next challenge lies with Nilu.

After sending away her fairy, Nilu instinctively forgot what she had just said and turned to look.

“Should I do this?”

“…”

“Painter?”

In her next script, I shouldn’t exist; theoretically, it would be best for her to act as if I were not there, but… now that she has spoken to me, I can only remain silent to make up for it. Then , I add a note in the script, reminding Nilu to pay attention.

“[The Queen is talking to herself.]”

“What… what are you doing?”

It seems that Nilu is still a bit unaccustomed.

“Recording, by the way, Your Majesty, do you talk to yourself when you’re alone?”

“!”

Now, even if Nilu had previously “appreciated” me, she couldn’t help but be angered by my words.

“I want you to speak up! Don’t put on an act!”

“[The Queen continues to talk to herself.]”

“Painter!”

“[The Queen is getting angry at the air.]”

Speak? Communicate? If possible, I would want to hold you and talk for days and nights, Nilu, but… in this era of the Rodmar Empire, Oquilid has no connection with you, so… I can’t do that.

The standard situation should be: I shouldn’t even be able to acknowledge you after becoming a painter; the current state already counts as my failure.

“Your Majesty, I suggest you do not waste your time on me. I am merely recording your actions, and I have no ulterior motives, nor is there anything you need to obtain from me. Please, do not consider my existence.”

“Hmph, let’s see what kind of act you can put on.”

At least Nilu is not like Claudilus, a fairy who completely looks down on me as a “human.” Although she is angry, she still doesn’t directly “kill me,” but instead shakes her sleeves and gets up to leave.

“[The Queen finishes her work.]”

And I, of course, had to follow.

At this point, it was Nilu who could no longer hold back. In front of her chamber door, Nilu stopped, turned around, and fixed her gaze on me, who was naturally following behind.

“What are you doing? Your business for today is over; go back.”

“What are you talking about? I am your scroll artist. Aside from the time when you are resting and there is nothing to record, I can rest, but for all other times, I must, of course, be by your side to record .”

“But I want to go back to my room now!”

“I see, [The Queen returns to her residence.]”

Nilu immediately grabbed my collar: “I didn’t ask you to record that!”

If it were someone else, they would probably have been scared stiff by now, but I knew very well: Nilu was merely anxious and feeling “defeated,” there was nothing to be afraid of, and besides… I was here to record Nilu’s history, so I couldn’t be afraid.

“Scroll artist, human… what are you really thinking!? I used to admire you, but now… are you just showing off with this!?”

“I just said, Your Majesty, you’d better not waste time talking to yourself.”

“Are you… human!?”

In the next moment, she grabbed my hood and pulled it back! If just letting her see my face would calm her down, then she could look as she pleased.

“Is it clear now, Your Majesty? By the way, you can continue with your actions. I told you, don’t mind my existence. Regarding your room, your belongings, your body, etc., I am merely recording truthfully, without a single extra thought. So, can you let me in?”

“You… what exactly…”

“Or do you need me to appear in another form so that you won’t be so nervous? For example, as a woman?”

I returned to the posture of holding “order” and “script,” which made the “protagonist” of this era, who had already become quite formidable, tremble slightly in panic.

“Fine, fine, a man is fine; changing back and forth is even more awkward.”

After a moment, Nilu finally compromised with great reluctance.

Don’t worry, Nilu, this is just the first day; soon… you will get used to the presence of the “scroll artist.”

Because I am truly here to record your history; I… do not exist.

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Not yet approved, don’t ask me why, I feel so uncomfortable.